Jarl,
What a great story!! Maybe this weekend will be fun in spite of almost
everybody being socked in by the Arctic air!....Thanks for the laugh!
Carol
At 01:15 PM 1/11/97 -0800, deboer@pacbell.net wrote:
>Carol wrote:
>>
>> >with tongue firmly in cheek) ended with a hierarchy something like this:
>> >MGs waved to Triumphs, which waved to Austin-Healeys, which waved
>> >to Jaguars, which waved to Porches, which waved to Ferraris,
>> >which only waved to God.
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>> But...why would anyone wave to a 'porch'?!
>
>Reminds me of a story: Recession in the late 50s, young man down on his
>luck, walking down a country road is very hungry. Sees a large,
>comfortable farm house and goes up to the door to ask for a bite to eat.
>Lady of the house answers the bell and listens to his story. She tells
>him she doesn't believe in "free" handouts, but if he will work she'll
>give him a full meal. He agrees. She tells him there's a bucket of green
>paint and a brush out back and the back porch needs painting, if he'll
>do a good job she'll cook him a real dinner. He disappears out back for
>a while and comes back to the door and announces he's finished. She's
>surprised he was such a fast worker and asks if he did a thorough job.
>He assures her he did but that there was only one thing wrong: " You
>know dat Porch you said was back dere? it were a Ferrarry! " Jarl
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